The Whispering Wind Sword

31. Wang Sanbo's

20 Steps had already passed and Ding Tao had yet to make any meaningful breakthrough.

Even Feng Xiaohong furrowed her brows, for someone who had already faced Ding Tao directly, this caused astonishment within her.

Actually, Ding Tao had not put all his abilities into action, if he had been aroused by his excitement when forced to face the ultimate move that Feng Xiaohong had put out. When he faced Zhu Lizhi his feelings had already settled down a bit. He had been worried that Feng Xiaohong would feel offended being defeated in such a way, how relieved his heart was when

Feng Xiaohong turned out to be able to accept defeat with an open heart.

Hence when facing Zhu Lizhi, Ding Tao did not rush to urge his opponent.

Although he easily broke Zhu Lizhi's attack but he did not urge Zhu Lizhi too much. Once and twice he urged and managed to put Zhu Lizhi in a position, where in his mind was imagined how he would end Zhu Lizhi's resistance, but on the last two or three steps Zhu Lizhi deliberately released.

Zhu Lizhi's decision to put more importance on defense, gave Ding Tao free wiggle room to develop the game. In the absence of any meaningful urges from Zhu Lizhi, Ding Tao became free to dabble in the moves he had learned all along.

Nevertheless Ding Tao did so with great care, as he did not want to make Zhu Lizhi feel played with. Therefore to those who watched, the match seemed balanced.

After 30 moves passed, Ding Tao decided to end Zhu Lizhi's resistance. Not by the exhibition of strength or skill as he did in the first fight. But it is with reasonable attacks, but every attack has a purpose.

Zhu Lizhi was unceasingly led by Ding Tao's attacks to arrive at a certain stance and position.

When Zhu Lizhi realized how the position on her chest was wide open from the corner where Ding Tao's sword was aiming, she realized that she had entered Ding Tao's trap.

In that instant, suddenly their previous battle seemed clear in Zhu Lizhi's memory and realized that since then Ding Tao had done the same.

Even before he felt the pounding of the wooden sword in his chest, Zhu Lizhi had already closed her eyes admitting defeat to him.

Two people had already been defeated, just as Feng Xiaohong Zhu Lizhi accepted his defeat with a spacious chest. Especially at the last moment he realized that Ding Tao had given up a lot on him in the match earlier.

With the first step the young man bowed respectfully to Ding Tao,

―Congratulations Brother Ding, your knowledge has advanced far beyond all of us who are at your age.‖ermark

―Ah Brother Zhu has been overly praised, the tightness of Brother Zhu's defense really amazes me.‖,erm, irm

Ding Tao replied kindly.

At first glance Zhu Lizhi scanned Ding Tao's face, there was a question in her heart whether this person before her was about to insinuate him. His teacher is Tiong

The Fa was slippery, but when Ding Tao's face was clear of all deceit, a smile of friendship rose on Zhu Lizhi's face.

In his heart he felt an inner subjugation to Ding Tao, both in his swordsmanship, as well as to the character and character of the young man. Especially when he imagined the nature of his teacher which often makes him always guessing, what is behind the great face of the teacher.

Faced with Ding Tao, then Zhu Lizhi could feel what it was like to have a friend who could be trusted.

Two people had already been defeated by Ding Tao. The second victory was not as glorious as the first, but most of those present no longer looked upon Ding Tao's words at the previous banquet as an empty vanity of a young man

who does not know how to measure himself.

By themselves those who sympathized with Ding Tao and were distracted by his answer at that time, returned to sympathize with him.

Moreover, the beautiful young lady Huang Ying Ying, if only the atmosphere in the training room was not so haunted, maybe since then she had cheered and jumped around the room.

In Hatinua there are strange waves that he has never felt before. Since long ago he had liked Ding Tao who was honest and polite. Especially as a servant of course when playing Ding Tao more often succumb to Huang Ying Ying.

Treading the teenager Huang Ying Ying was not unable to feel Ding Tao's admiring look at her, but it did not bother her, as Ding Tao had always been polite to her. Even if Ding Tao sometimes looked at himself, it was done with awe-inspiring eyes and not a brazen look in the eyes.

Of course who is not happy to be the center of one's admiration? And for Huang Ying Ying, be Ding Tao a young man she likes, likes like a girl loves flowers or a cute little dog. If the beautiful flower withered or the cute dog was injured of course the girl will feel sad, of course there is a feeling of wanting to protect or want to invite to play the cute dog.

Then now the young man stood there, standing firm but supple, with a sword in hand. His tall body, the higher he looked when standing parallel to the other young man, even the tall Feng Xiaohong was only as tall as the top of his nose. Especially facing Zhu Lizhi who was only as high as her shoulders.

His shoulders were wide, matching his height, if the tall Feng Xiaohong was often said to be like a clothesline, not so with Ding Tao.

Her simple, slightly too narrow clothes accentuated the loamy muscles hidden under her clothes.

His eyebrows were thick, his eyes were exuding confidence, a strong jawline and a sincere smile graced the young man's face. But how the same face easily becomes reddish from a shy blush. Thinking about it all without feeling this young girl longed.

When he realized his face was hot, with a little worry he looked left and right, his heart was a little relieved when he saw that everyone's attention was on Ding Tao and no one had time to catch his movements.

With a pounding heart and a slightly reddened face, this girl moved back and forth, hiding behind her brother's body.

From there he just felt he could look at Ding Tao safely.

Stare at?

Is Ding Tao that interesting to look at?

But why does he feel like that?

Ah how the girl's heart was getting thumpy, by biting her lips she was cursing herself in the heart. But after that he unconsciously peeked back at Ding Tao who was facing his third opponent

In front of Ding Tao stood a champ who was quite old, one or two gray hair appeared sticking out of his hair that was not neatly tied. Somewhat different from the appearance of other figures from the Huang family, the appearance of this one hero is indeed a little messy.

His mustache which grew rarely but every strand was thick as a wire, left to pop out in all directions.

Ding Tao who had to face a much older person, bowed respectfully that was reciprocated with a cold nod.

Wang Sanbo, a person who was notoriously silent and did not say much. In every affair do not use too much stale base, so does the fighting style. When he saw Ding Tao did not go to attack, without hesitation he was the first to attack.

According to the custom, usually the older one gives the younger one a chance to attack first. This time it was the dashing Ding Tao, not daring to attack first before his older opponent told him so.

While Wang Sanbo was unconcerned by all sorts of rules, seeing Ding Tao standing waiting without much consideration preceded the attack.

For Wang Sanbo it makes no difference who attacks first, if Ding Tao loses the step because it is too late to take the initiative then it is Ding Tao's own fault.

And suddenly without much ba bi bu, a lightning kick was thrown, pounding towards Ding Tao's feet. So loud was this old whiz kick, that the wind roared.

After facing two polite opponents, Ding Tao was shocked as well when he suddenly got an attack. Wang Sanbo's attack style was even simpler than Zhu Lizhi's attack style, but the speed of motion and power it carried was many times more terrifying.

For a while Ding Tao was pressed.

Wang Sanbo's style of fighting was indeed like a tighter bull, not infrequently even though Ding Tao's sword threatened his body, this old master did not also stop his attacks, either, even a more powerful attack seemed to invite Ding Tao to die together.

Attacked with this blind style, for a while Ding Tao became overwhelmed. Understanding the theory of a martial art is certainly more difficult than applying that theory in a real fight.

In a relatively calm situation in the training room with the movements of the coach who is deliberately to train the skill being learned, it is certainly very different in the real fight, he said, where the opponent moves as quickly as possible with an unpredictable direction of attack.

It was this condition that was formed when Ding Tao had to face Wang Sanbo, unlike the previous two opponents who really resembled a friendly match.

It was also different from his fight against Wang Chen Jin two years ago, because at that time Wang Chen Jin was not attacking like a bad person like Wang Sanbo did.

Against Wang Sanbo, Ding Tao was forced to react as quickly as possible, without having time to tally up his next plan.